I ain't, mad, at cha
Chloe haterz, see ya
Time fucking froze, death is just another fucking foe
But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though
Hopin' that my niggas see
Haha lots of hate, chloe
Then you're fucking confused,
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
That was six years ago, whips come from japan
See, william lynch had a master plan,
Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one
Fucking the real bitch, rhianna? beyonce? am i gay, fucking eminem?
Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends
Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts
Killing these niggas off quick
Be fucking specific
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